Sandwiches, Sandwiches

I'm finding that I eat a sandwich just about every day, especially since I'm home at lunch and need something that's easy to make. I try to make them interesting, though. A little chive in my egg salad, some smoked salmon and cream cheese. Kale with balsamic vinegar, which I think did not agree with the baby's stomach. Yesterday I had an open-face sandwich, recipe from Epicurious.

I used a parbaked whole-wheat roll from Fresh Direct, baked it up and sliced it in half. Drizzled the halves with olive oil then toasted them under the broiler. Then I spread them with apple butter and Dijon mustard and layered ham and Cheddar cheese on top. Broiled again. This is so obvious, obvious, OBVIOUS, but I burned the edges of the roll and the top of the cheese because I didn't keep an eye on the sandwich. After two minutes the cheese was started to melt but not brown, but a minute later the taste sensation was cinders. After scraping off the burnt, it was a pretty good sandwich. The sweetness of the apple butter may seem like overkill with the ham, but it contributes more than just sweetness, an apple flavor, that makes the whole thing more interesting. I think without the mustard it would be too sweet.